I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

Where is this?

I, what happened to me...

Monster! That human monster severely damaged my true body!

Curacao woke up from his deep sleep, and his consciousness suddenly trembled. He instantly understood his bad situation, and his sluggish will radiated, trying to find out where he was.

"Curacao!"

"Welcome to my world!"

Clang! Hualala——

This malicious voice and the indifferent face close at hand made Curacao's heart tremble. He was about to draw his sword and slash, but found that his body was tightly bound by the ten-color chains extending from nothingness, unable to move.

"What do you want?"

Curacao calmed down instantly and gave up the futile struggle. His will had seen clearly that this was the original universe that was completely isolated from the outside world, and it was also an extremely strange and powerful universe that blocked everything, and even the fluctuations of the long river of time and space could not be sensed.

"Hmph! Do you want to subdue me like those lunatics? To be your sharp blade?"

"Hahaha! How ridiculous! Don't say you are a human. In this world, no one can make the Daobing clan surrender!"

Curaçao laughed wildly, his tone full of sarcasm. This is the situation of their clan. It has almost become a routine. Anyone who is defeated and captured will go through this old-fashioned process.

"Go ahead, kill me."

Bai Donglin heard this and shook his head and laughed. This Curacao was a little self-righteous. He didn't think of sparing his life. He made a black disaster weapon that did all kinds of evil things seem very tragic.

"Kill you? No, no, no, you can't die now. I won't kill you, nor will I allow you to commit suicide. If you die, this valuable Blade of Weeping Blood will become nothing but scrap metal?"

The Daobing clan is very peculiar. It is the magical weapon that many cultivators dream of. It can cultivate itself and grow, and has unlimited potential. Theoretically, Daobing can also achieve the state of transcendence. Although so far, no one has heard of such an existence, but its value cannot be denied.

If Curacao dies, the blade body that can be infinitely promoted will be completely solidified and become an ordinary ancient artifact, or the kind without origin.

Sensing Bai Donglin's confidence, Curacao became a little anxious. His will perception expanded to the limit, trying to find a flaw in this weird origin universe, even a trace, as long as he can step into the long river of time and space, he can destroy the source of his existence.

'What kind of origin universe is this! ? ’

Curacao not only failed to find a way to escape, but was shocked by everything he sensed. It had no beginning and no end, was boundless and infinite, and was circling back and forth in an endless cycle...

The weirdest thing was that in such a huge origin universe, he did not sense any signs of life, even traces of its existence. For an eleventh realm, this was very unreasonable.

When a cultivator breaks through to the tenth realm, he can open up an origin universe (world) in his body, but this universe cannot breed life because of the incomplete and single rules. It is just a dead and empty world.

But when he reaches the eleventh realm, in addition to the origin rules that the cultivator has been practicing, he can already breed other rules. Although weak, it can also support a complete world system. At this time, endless creatures are naturally bred.

The cultivator will not stop this process, and will even vigorously promote it, assisting the breeding of creatures and the development of civilization, because this will have many benefits for himself.

The cannon fodder subordinates who can be exploded and are completely controlled are just the most basic uses of the origin creatures.

The faith, thoughts, wisdom, understanding, power, and everything of the endless origin creatures will be blessed on the cultivators through the origin universe. The great benefits can be imagined, and no one in the eleventh realm can refuse it.

It is normal for Curacao to have such doubts, but he does not know that Bai Donglin does not want to breed origin creatures, but he has no choice. He has his own difficulties.

Those innocent creatures are not wronged. Following Bai Donglin, they will destroy themselves from time to time. The origin universe will collapse into nothingness every few days. Who can bear it?

Immortality and origin creatures can only choose one. Bai Donglin has not thought of how to solve this difficulty yet.

But he did not care much. Others have the blessing of origin creatures. In terms of wisdom and understanding, he has super-thinking quantum cloud and endless virtual personality. In terms of power, he has a one-yuan infinite spiritual world. Any one of them is not comparable to the origin creatures.

It is not a big problem. He can still beat the same realm with one hand, and even burst across the border.

"What are you thinking about? Want to escape? Don't bother."

Bai Donglin, who was condensed from the energy of rules, raised his hand and patted Curacao, shaking the ten-color chains.

"Haha, you are amazing. You can create such a powerful origin universe, which is rare in the world."

"But it is absolutely impossible to subdue me. Just give up this idea!"

After saying that, Curacao withdrew his will and fell into silence, as if nothing mattered, and he was not afraid of boiling water.

"Curacao, is this your last words?"

"Indeed, the will of the eleventh realm is so tenacious, and the self-consciousness is so powerful that it is almost impossible to tamper with it."

Bai Donglin said in a faint tone, talking to himself, regardless of whether Curacao was listening or not.

The way of will is very mysterious. It is an extension of the "superego" of the self-consciousness. Once a monk ignites the fire of will, it is extremely difficult for external objects to join him. What illusions, memory tampering, personality modifications, thought stamps, etc. All other means will be greatly weakened.

This characteristic, as the realm of will improves, will rise infinitely until it is unshakable and eternal.

How to weaken the will of the strong and modify and erase their consciousness has always been one of the most difficult problems for Bai Donglin in many areas of exploration.

Fortunately, after long years of hard work, he has not achieved nothing. Today, he will use Curacao to try the research results.

Whether successful or not, it is good experimental data.

"Divine power, time and space, world, dimension, destruction, chaos, cause and effect..."

While murmuring in a low voice, Bai Donglin stretched out his sword finger and lightly touched the blade of Weeping Blood. The next moment, ten huge chains extending from the depths of the ten directions universe seemed to come to life, shining brightly. The light has endless rules and mysterious patterns on it.

Crash--

"Ten colors are forever banned!!"

boom!

The chains closed fiercely and wrapped tightly around the Blade of Weeping Blood. They melted and merged into a layer of colorful light film, covering the surface of the blade. It was faintly visible that there was an illusory light wheel with no beginning and no end, surrounding the blade, which was the origin. A projection of the universe.

The Ten Colors Eternal Forbidden is a forbidden secret technique developed by Bai Donglin with reference to the "Eight Colors Eternal Forbidden" on the war monument. The eight inheritances are replaced by ten original rules. Although it is not as good as the methods of the transcendent for the time being, it is still extremely powerful. It is powerful and has unlimited potential.

The former is used to suppress the traces of the transcendent. His forbidden technique is more than enough to deal with an eleventh realm.

"Haha, you like to pretend to be deaf and dumb, right? Then I will make it happen for you."

"Curaçao, you don't even have a chance to cry. You will either die or have your consciousness washed away by me!"

"Super Thinking Quantum Cloud!"

A jet-black light and shadow flashed past, and the Weeping Blood Blade was covered with a colorful light film. It was swallowed up in an instant. The next moment, it appeared in the depths of Bai Donglin's mind.

Thinking is formless and has no quality. It is a conceptual thing, and the Weeping Blood Blade is an entity. The two forms of existence are not in the same dimension, and theoretically there cannot be any intersection.

The solution Bai Donglin came up with for this was the projection of the original universe with no beginning and no end. With the fusion of dimensions, desires, dreams and other rules, after a series of complex and indescribable smelting reactions, the Blade of Weeping Blood was The existence form has been tampered with, so that it can temporarily enter thinking.

"Is your name Curaçao? I heard that you are very crazy and have very hard bones?"

At the core of the Thought Nebula, a stalwart figure sat cross-legged. His dazzling eyes were silver-white, showing absolute reason and indifference. He held the Blade of Weeping Blood tightly in his right hand and looked up and down.

The divine self, Bai Donglin, is the ruler of the endless thought nebula.

"Everyone, come to life."

The nebula whirlpool that was constantly rotating around the divine self suddenly stagnated, and the endless thought particles all shone.

The next moment, God's call was answered, and illusory and ethereal figures stepped out.

"Lord, what's important for Xunliang?"

Zhuge Liang bore the brunt, followed closely by: Chu Xuan, Di Renjie, Conan, Sun Wukong, Tathagata Buddha, Hawking, Einstein, Iron Man, Doctor Strange, Doctor X, Doctor Manhattan, James Bond, Luffy, Uzumaki Naruto , Rick, Pleasant Goat, Crayon Shin-chan, Calabash, Macabaka, Teletubbies, Spongebob, Patrick...

Endless virtual personalities, existence and non-existence, illusion and reality, exhausting all imaginations, including you and me, are all gathered here, countless.

The endless personalities turned into bits of starlight and poured into the Blade of Weeping Blood one after another. But in an instant, the scarlet blade trembled violently, and it was unknown how cruel torture it had suffered.

"Curaçao, I hope you can resist longer and contribute more experimental data."

God's eyes became colder and colder, and he slowly closed his eyes, and the entire thought nebula seemed to dim a little.

Bai Donglin devoted himself to cultivation, and the corpses and the original universe were quickly digested. Under the full force of Jiu Yao, the heavens of Yaluo were swallowed up, and the darkness and void submerged everything visible to the naked eye.

A large amount of existing matter in the Yaluo Heavens was lost, and its shape and quality underwent subtle changes, so that its trajectory and speed were changed, and it rushed towards the extremely distant wreckage of the Heavens.

A collision between the two is inevitable and will happen within hundreds of years.

Bai Donglin knew nothing about this.